In Douluo Continent, the Pope used me as a substitute for my first love.

Chapter 80 Hu Liena

At this moment, two figures suddenly appeared in the square, one in gold and one in black.

These are none other than the two top generals of the Spirit Hall.

"Elder Ju, Elder Gui!"

Seeing Chrysanthemum and Ghost Douluo standing in front, joining forces to resist the Crimson Annihilation, the surrounding cardinals couldn't help but wipe the cold sweat from their foreheads, and then shouted excitedly.

God have mercy!

Faced with the incredibly terrifying attack from Demon Bear Douluo, they truly felt like they were about to meet their distant grandmother.

Fortunately, these two elders stepped in to stop them.

"If you want to thank someone, thank His Holiness the Pope."

Chrysanthemum Douluo waved his hand casually.

"In a battle, there's nothing wrong with avoiding attacks. It's just that His Holiness the Pope was concerned for your safety and just now sent a telepathic message to me and Old Ghost to protect you."

Upon hearing this, all the Spirit Hall members around exchanged glances, feeling somewhat flattered, and then shouted in unison:

"Thank you, Your Highness!"

Bibi Dong's figure, as swift as purple lightning, appeared shortly afterward. She nodded slightly in response and then looked at Demon Bear Douluo.

At this moment, Demon Bear Douluo was panting heavily, looking quite disheveled, and appeared to be on the verge of collapse.

This wasn't something he was faking.

After all, while Title Douluos have great endurance, it's only in real battles that both sides avoid using their ultimate moves easily in order to conserve their soul power for escape, thus enabling them to fight for a long time.

Since the sparring took place in Wuhun City, neither he nor Bibi Dong held back; both were giving it their all.

He is not as good as Bibi Dong.

Upon realizing this, even the old man, Demon Bear Douluo, who had lost count of his own age, couldn't help but feel his face burning.

He actually lost to a young man who was not even fifty years old, a little girl!

hiss~

How shameful!

Just then, Bibi Dong's gentle voice echoed throughout the central square:

"Elder Demon Bear is indeed formidable. His final strike was so powerful that even I, the Pope, had no choice but to temporarily retreat."

Upon hearing this...

The Demon Bear Douluo's expression immediately softened, as if he understood something. He then smiled kindly and flattered him:

"I dare not accept such praise. Your Holiness is young and promising. You were able to beat this old man like this with only the strength of a Soul Douluo. Such a prodigy is beyond my ability."

A chorus of praise followed.

"A Contra Douluo defeating a Title Douluo? His Highness the Pope is indeed formidable. Back in the Contra Douluo era, that villain Ri Tian Tian only briefly repelled a Title Douluo, didn't he?"

"What kind of trash is this 'Day-to-Day Douluo'? How dare he be compared to our Pope?"

"His Holiness the Pope should be considered the greatest genius on the continent!"

"Speaking of which, Elder Demon Bear is actually quite powerful..."

"..."

And so it is.

In short, from now on, Bibi Dong's position in the Spirit Hall is completely secure, and even if there are still some minor troubles that are difficult to eradicate, it is only a matter of time.

After all, Soul Masters all believe in the strong, and Bibi Dong's powerful strength and self-fusion skill of martial soul today, with such immeasurable future potential, will undoubtedly make the majority of Spirit Hall Soul Masters more convinced of Bibi Dong.

Afterwards, Bibi Dong left for the Papal Palace; for her, it was time to deal with some matters decisively...

Meanwhile, Wang Zhao and Die had also quietly left and returned to their residence.

Just as the two were about to open the gate of the mansion as usual, they suddenly heard a burst of silvery laughter coming from inside.

"Sister Xiaoxue, slow down~"

"Nana, you're too slow!"

"Ouch! Waaah..."

"???"

Wang Zhao and Die exchanged a glance. Their first thought was that a thief had broken into their house. However, Wang Zhao was familiar with Qian Renxue's voice, but he couldn't figure out why Qian Renxue was in his house.

Without hesitation, the two pushed open the door, only to find a little girl lying on the ground crying.

She had long black hair, and despite her young age, her figure was indescribable. Her voice sounded a little hoarse, and at first glance, she wasn't particularly beautiful, but upon closer inspection, she exuded a subtle and alluring charm.

Who exactly is she?

"Xiao Zhao, you're back!"

Just then, a blonde girl suddenly appeared in front of Wang Zhao, her face full of surprise, and then hugged him tightly.

"Hey, Xiaoxue..."

Wang Zhao felt a little itchy from Qian Renxue's golden hair and couldn't help but push her away.

"I haven't taken my mask off yet."

Upon hearing this, Qian Renxue gently released Wang Zhao, took off his mask, and then smiled with a determined look in her eyes:

"I'd still recognize you even if you were reduced to ashes!"

Wang Zhao paused, suddenly sensing that the atmosphere was a bit off, so he coughed lightly and continued:

"Hey, Xiaoxue, what brings you here?"

"I'm at my mom's house!"

"Your mother?!"

Wang Zhao's expression changed instantly.

"Yes, she's your teacher. My grandfather made me become her godmother, and I actually like her quite a bit myself."

Qian Renxue then explained.

"Your grandfather..."

At this moment, Wang Zhao's expression was unusually complex and somewhat strange.

Qian Renxue and Bibi Dong actually became mother and daughter, which is undoubtedly a huge deviation from the original plot, but... is that even possible?!

In the end, Wang Zhao could only marvel at the wonder of fate.

"Your grandfather was actually the High Priest of the Spirit Hall, wasn't he?"

Wang Zhao continued.

How did you know?

Qian Renxue's small mouth opened slightly, and she suddenly became somewhat panicked and at a loss.

"No, Xiao Zhao, um, I didn't mean to hide it from you..."

"It's alright. Your grandfather told me this indirectly. I also know that it's not convenient for your identity to be exposed."

Seeing her like this, Wang Zhao smiled, then suddenly said with a wicked glint in his eyes:

"Is that right, Xiaoxue? Or is it the young Miss Qian Renxue who 'already' died prematurely?"

"Waaah..."

Qian Renxue shyly buried her face deep in Wang Zhao's chest, and asked in confusion:

"Why did Grandpa do this? He didn't even tell me... I'm never talking to him again, hmph!"

At this moment, an old man who was peeking through the screen in a certain hall suddenly blew his beard and glared.

Not long after.

After Wang Zhao and Qian Renxue finished their tender moment, they noticed the black-haired little girl standing there, stunned, who had stopped crying.

"Xiaoxue, who is she?"

Wang Zhao asked.

Although at this moment, he already had some guesses about the little girl's identity.

"Senior brother..."

However, before Qian Renxue could speak, the black-haired little girl had already weakly spoken up and called out.

"You must be Senior Brother Wang Zhao?"

"Senior brother?!"

Wang Zhao looked surprised upon hearing this, but inwardly thought to himself, "Just as I thought."

If nothing unexpected happens, she will be the future third-ranked love-struck member of the Spirit Hall, the ungrateful wretch who was constantly criticized by netizens in her previous life.

Hu Liena.

(End of this chapter)